Chapter 957 A Mourning.

Chapter 957 A Mourning.

Xigger insisted with determination. "Greatness is of no use to me if I don't have my loved ones to share it with."

"What a fool." The demon god said.

But it went on. "You won't listen to me but I will help. First, you need strength. He is stronger than you so you can't help him now even if you manage to get past the wood elves and find him. You will also lead the wood elves to him if you don't get rid of them before going after him. So don't worry for now. Your son is safe right now. I swear it on my Sin as the demon God of Carnage."

Xigger calmed down after hearing what the demon God said. The demon God laid out a pretty convincing case. He is too weak to be of any help to Ragnarok and the most help he can offer Ragnarok is to eliminate the wood elves and keep his location secret. Plus the oath that the demon God made assured him of the safety of Ragnarok.

"What should I do then?" He asked.

"You will use the brief period of time that your son is safe to strengthen yourself. That means you need blood from powerful organisms. You won't get that in this mountain range. That's why you should join the attack on the surface. Take another tunnel through the Underdark and join up with the Vampires attacking the wood elves."

Xigger agreed. "Yes. I am an ancestral vampire so I will grow stronger very fast."

The demon God continued. "Leaving the mountain range will also draw the wood elves away from here. It will make it easier for your son to escape unnoticed. Then you can return when you have the strength to protect him. Don't worry. I can help you find him."

Xigger sighed. "You're right. I was being hasty. The most important thing for me to do now is to acquire strength. Let's go and attack the wood elves."

Xigger gave orders to his fledglings through their connection. They all scattered into the Underdark and met at a rendezvous point. Then they went to the surface together to join the attack on the surface. Xigger became stronger and also amassed more fledglings. He increased in both quality and quantity.

The demon God smiled to itself. "I have successfully wound him up. I just need him to explode next."

The demon God convinced Xigger to let Ragnarok go for now. If there is someone that wants to lay their hands on Ragnarok the most then it will be the demon God. But the demon God convinced the only person who could let it have Ragnarok to do otherwise.

The demon God can't act against Ragnarok personally and neither can it make some other vampire go after him. The only one who can act against Ragnarok is his father himself. So the demon God will use Xigger to get Ragnarok.

It would have been impossible to reach Ragnarok through Xigger if Xigger had the good sense not to stubbornly and willingly shackle himself with the burden of familiar obligations. He has great power and the potential to be great but he allows himself to be led about by his emotions and his perceived responsibility to his loved ones. This is why the demon god called him a fool.

It is as the demon god once said, power doesn't make a fool smart. Xigger is foolish so he will be used as a tool. But the demon has to be patient so that everything will go without a hitch.

Everything it said about Xigger's situation is true. It never lied to Xigger. But it didn't need to lie. It can twist the truth to its purpose very well. Xigger is currently too weak to save or apprehend Ragnarok. The demon God on the other hand has infinite patience. It will wait for Xigger to become stronger and lead him to Ragnarok. Then its plan will unfold.

"I will have him. He will be mine." The demon God said and laughed sinisterly to itself.

------n/-O).V-(e.(l/(b-)I-)n

The entire race of wood elves was under attack. The ones looking for Xigger searched the mountain range but couldn't find any vampires. They stationed some scouts while the rest returned to defend their cities. The mountain range regained its peace again after they left. The survivors of the iron fur pack returned to the location of their devastated pack.

A few thousand Warrogs met in the valley where Sauron and thousands of their fellow Warrios died. They came together for his burial and the burial of all the warriors who died there that night. There are no bodies to bury but then again, a burial is useless even if if there are bodies to bury. A burial is a useless affair to the dead. It is only useful to the living so the lack of a body doesn't matter much.

The atmosphere is mournful as a burial should be. There are even some warriors crying. Others are not crying because they can't cry anymore. They have cried all the tears that they can produce. All of them have shed tears at one point in time since that dreadful event.

This burial is highly significant to them. They are not crying because of the severe injuries on many of them. Some of them are even missing limbs. But they miss Sauron the most. They feel the pain of his absence and the pack far more than the pain of some missing body parts.

Sauron was the greatest pack leader in recent thousands of years. He managed to unite most of the mountain range. He was strict and he was powerful. His warriors could rely on him and the Nameless under his reign prospered. They didn't have to change packs often so they were very stable. The pack was very successful for a hundred years. But it is all gone now. It is a terrible thing. It is a tragedy.